As my mom drops my brother and I off at school, fear settles into my stomach. "You ok?" My brother says, looking at me with a concerned look on his face. "Better than ever." I reply, feigning a confident smile. He nods and we head in separate directions. I make a quick stop to the bathroom to check my hair and to make sure my outfit isn't stained(I hate my brother) before I walk to my friends.
As I reach them, Ella spins around and throws her arms around me. "Lina!"She shouts, looking at me with a smile, "You ready for the speech today?" No. "Of course!" I say as I pull away from her, "Why wouldn't I be?"
"That's what I'm talkin' about!" she says, high-fiving me. "Wait a minute," I say, looking around, "Where's David?"
"Right behind you." A masculine voice says.
I turn around and hug him. He weakly hugs back.
" You ok?" I question, " You seem out of it lately."
He stiffens. "I'm fine," he replies quickly.
I give him a suspicious look, then let it go.
Some other people in our group come up and start talking, and I take a bored look around. My gaze catches sight of Chase, and my eyes find him staring right at me. I glare. He shrugs.
" - right. What's wrong Lina?"
Ella's voice snaps me out of my trance. "Huh? What?"
She sighs. "We were talking about homecoming ideas. What were you looking at?
My eyebrows shoot up. "Me? Oh, nothing. Just zoning out." I give a nervous laugh. Come on Lina, tell them already, I think. I'm opening my mouth to tell them when the bell rings. Without a word, I rush through the doors and to my locker, worrying the whole way.
. . . . .
The assembly is starting, and I've never felt more mind wrecked. As the principal calls my name and I head to the speaker with a feigned confident smile, I am freaking out on the inside, but also mentally preparing for the kiss. Deep breaths, Lina. Who am I kidding? Breathing wont help me get out of this situation. It'll only make matters worse. Damn it! Why didn't I just let my dumb ass brother get jacked up by Chase? I inwardly face palm. I should have thought this out better! But I don't have time to change my mistakes now. Looking at the entire school, I smile and start off with my usual greeting. Shouted responses come from the crowd. I scan the familiar faces, looking for Chase, but don't see him. Where was he?
Trying to ignore my curiosity, I continue my speech about teacher appreciation day, pausing only to let the video play. As soon as the video ends and I'm about to end the speech, it happens.
He just marches up on the stage and plants his lips on mine.
I struggle to get away, but he holds my head in place. Gasps, cheers, and tons of "Holy Shit"s erupt from the crowd. When he let's go, a cocky smile spreads on his face. Then he swivels on his heels and leaves like nothing happened. People start commenting among themselves.
"That was one hell of a kiss!"
"Did you see how he just went in for it? What a man."
" I'm totally posting the picture I got on instagram."
"Are they dating?"
Great. This was gonna go on for months. Then I realize: David. I scan the crowd for him, and I spot him talking to some girl, not really paying attention to what's going on. He has a genuine smile on his face, and I can tell he wasn't paying attention to the kiss. I feel a pang of insecurity, but I cant really say anything since I just let a guy come up and kiss me.
It still hurt, though.
The school bell rings, and everyone rushes out the gym doors and to the hallways while the student council and a few selected people clean up.
. . . . .
After the clean up is done, I walk out of the gym, backpack in hand. I'm almost to the school doors when I see two people in a corner, making out. I sigh. No one but teachers and student council should still be here. And if they're supposed to be in detention, then they need to go back. I walk up to them...
Because there, in the corner, making out with someone else, is David. My boyfriend. And the girl he's making out with is the same one he was talking to during the assembly. Shock surges through me, then sadness, and then, anger. White hot anger. find the will to move, curl my fist into a ball and march up to them.
With one swift yank of my hand, the girl is off of him, stumbling in surprise. Without saying a word, I punch him in the jaw as hard as I can. His head snaps back into the wall, and I hear the girl gasp. He clutches at his jaw, and I knee him in the balls. He grabs at his crotch. "Jackass," I hiss, and bring my knee up into his stomach. He's on the ground now, Both hands on his stomach. I kick him in the balls about three more times, and walk away when he's whining like a dog and tears fill his eyes. The girl rushes to him, and holds the wounded asshole in her arms. I faintly hear her ask him if he needs an ice pack.
I hold my head up high until I'm five feet away from the door. Then I run. It's raining now, and tears fill my eyes. I trip, fall, then start sobbing freely. The pouring rain is getting into my hair and mixing in with my tears. I pound on the ground. Then I don't feel the rain. Someone steps up to me. I look up, and see the one person I could never dream of it being.